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Fiosa is a house servant who is friends with many halfling slaves; she takes advantage of her freedom to help her kin as best she can. She has a very real respect for Janiven after she helped her smuggle several halfing slaves out of Westcrown (and out of a particularly heinous merchant’s home), and her faith in Iomedae is quite strong.

Of all the Children of Westcrown, noisy and irreverent Yakopulio is the least religious and she wears her atheism proudly. Her eagerness to contradict often sparks arguments among the others in the group. She works as a bartender (and moonlights as a pimp) at a tavern called the Bruised Eel, and many of the others in the Children of Westcrown don’t understand what Janivent sees in the offensive gnome.

"Yes, details, where was we.... oh yes. Arael is my mentor and my best friend. He started The Children of Westcrown to take down the government and quick;ly recruited me. I worked my way up to second in command and began to expand araels ideas. These young fighters here all believe in arael and what he perches." She rubs her chin and looks out the window. shertly there after you all hear a serious of knocks on the door in a pattern and janivent walks to the door and slides up a little latch "Password?" she says and opens the door. Morosino walks in with couple backpacks full of food.

"Janivent, the Hellknights have finally secured control over Arael." The frighten young teen explains. "A store merchant was talking to a hellknight and was told they are planning on moving him tonight from the city jail to Citadel Riva. We have to do something!"

Janivent turns and looks at you guys. "My friends, i need your help once again. we need to rescue Arael or he is as good as gone and all of this would be for nothing"

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After a couple moments and the drinks been distributed, Janivent plops down in a chair and relaxes. Though anyone who studies her can clearly see a pain or something bothering her. "What a day" she lets out with a sigh

You find Janivent sitting around the fire with 11 other strangers of all diffrent races. She stands up "Ahh there they are, these are the people i was talking to you all about! Our new recruits. This is the gang guys! This is Yakopulio (Gnome), Vitti, Tarvi, Sclavo, Rizzardo, Mathalen, Larko, Gorvio, Fiosa (halfling), Ermolos, and Amaya.. Sadly we where interrupted and had to run in haste but all is good right? care for some drinks? Ale? Wine?"

if you want to know anything else about the others just ask. unless otherwise stated the others are human

Janivent chuckles and hands you all fresh clothes. "They aren't the most attractive stuff but they will keep you warm. There will be time to explain the nitty gritty details later, you need to get that filth off you before you get sick. once you all are ready, meet me in the main room next to the fireplace."

Udaas, you can hear horses and other animals just outside of the manhole. as you all begin to pop out, a friendly face welcomes you. "So you made it! Come, lets get you all cleaned up inside.

No worrys about me lass, There are plenty of vials.

Janivent begins to walk, placing one foot in front of the other. "Be extra carefull on these ledges they are slippary Acrobatic checks per 30ft of movement pwees.

She then begins to explain the markings while walking "Arael and I made these marks a few months ago when we explored the sewers. We marked all the intersections so our people could find their way through the sewers to our hideout."

As you are walking, the noise of the Hellknights back at Vizio’s Tavern diminishes, but Janiven has a worried face “They might take a few minutes to search in the tavern, but some are going to follow us down here after they grab a lantern or make torches. They might even try to infiltrate the sewers ahead of us if they can guess our route."

Around a corner Janivent pops into a small room off to the side. "I think it would be wise to spilt up, i hate for the hellknights to capture us all in one large group. Im going to go on ahead with Morosino to the safe house. Remember to look for the markings in the intersections if you get lost, the point always points to the safe house and if you all dont show up by noon tomorrow i will come back down and search for you. Dont stay in one place for to long, im sure the hellknights will be hot on our tall and who knows if there are other creatures that live down here."

With that said she hands one of you the sunrod "Try your best not to use the sunrod to much as its like a beacon for the hellknights to your location. Good luck and ill see you soon" and swiftly bolts around the corner with the young teen in tow

"The sewers, The fastest way to lose someone. Follow Morosino, he knows the way, i will catch up" she reply's as she begins to knock over liqueur shelves and igniting the liqueur. as the last member enters the tunnel she deploys a couple tangle foot bags around then closes the trap door.

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As Janivent drops into the tunnel, she pulls out a sun rod and activates it. As the tunnel becomes illuminated you see a crude 20-foot-long, 5-foot-wide hallway with a simple wooden door. Janivent Opens the door and as the last member enters the sewer, Janivent grabs a wooden bar and bars the door. "That should slow them down if they follow us" she snickers and looks around the door frame.

You enter sewer to a small ledge just above the water line of the sewer which runs left to right, and notice Janivent and Morosino feelings along the door frame. Janivent quickly points to a small mark on the frame in the shape of a sword. The sword here points to the left. "See these markings, they are on every intersection. Look for them and should you ever get lost, the sword always points to the safe house"

Janivent kneels down and pushes aside a small rock just to the side of the door to find a small hole and lets out a huge sigh. "Good, there still here" as she pulls out a small bag of vials filled with a milky white liquid. "My personal healing stash, we wont have time to stop and rest with those goons after us" as she hands each of you 3 vials.

You guys good, lets go

"My partner and mentor was due to meet us here and his absents upsets me but none the less things go on. These words i speak to you must not be repeat to anyone or you will be swiftly arrested for high treason and executed."

As she is speaking a sudden pounding on the front door startles Janivent who, in one swift action grabs her bow and knocks a arrow. and slowly begins to approach the door.

"Morosino, what are you doing here?" she says calmly to the out of breath young teen

"They’ve got Arael! he shouts out before falling to his knees in a coughing fit from the long run

Janivents face grows grim as she turns to look at the group then back to Morosino and asks him to explain everything to her. She escorts him to the table with you guys. Please calm down my son and explain everything to me, come have a sit and drink some water

After a couple minutes he starts "The dottari nabbed Arael, and the Hellknights of the Rack are trying to get custody of him! There’s a bunch of Hellknights on their way here now! I only just made it in here; they’ve already surrounded us!"

Janivent perks up as she hears the sound of clanking armor advancing.

"i am very sorry for involving you in this matter my friends." as loud banging starts on the front door.

Janivent jumps to her feet and runs behind the bar. she pops up a latch and pulls open a secret door. Come, all of you. down the latter now before they get in.

"so i see we are getting to know each other, please lets all have a seat we have much to discuss"

she calls to the bar keep "uma please close the bar down, we need... time and bring our friends some drinks please. Such a good lad, traded a sword for him.."

she smiles and speaks "In case you forgot, my names Janivent and again, thank you for agreeing to meet with me here. I have chosen each of you for a singular reason—everyone here, myself included, has suffered, whether we realize it or not. I have lived in Westcrown my whole life, and although I love this city, I must admit, as must you, that despite our peace and prosperity, we continue to suffer. Fear should not be an expected part of life, and yet each night brings fear to our doorsteps. Yes, Westcrown has been safe from war and famine for nearly seventy years, and yes, our businesses has prospered—but this safety and prosperity has been bought in the coinage of fear and prayers to Hell. Other lands live free from tyranny. Other cities do not fear the night. Other governments do not cede the streets to monsters of the infernal shadows. Westcrown was once such a place, and she wants to be such a place again. Westcrown is not only her buildings and canals and docks and history—she is also her people. Westcrown is our friends and neighbors, our mothers and fathers, our siblings and cousins, our sons and daughters! With but a small group of supporters and dedicated brothers and sisters, we can earn the trust and admiration of those people. A Westcrown free of these shadowy beasts that stalk our streets is one step closer to a Westcrown free of the devil that is the Thrice-Damned House of Thrune!"